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I'm having a lot of thoughts and feelings about the sheer number of high production value, high stakes women-centric shows starring mature British actresses we've had in the last six months. What was in the water ~two years ago that set all those in motion?
(Yes, I snuck Robin Wright in there even though she's American, she's kissing Anna Chancellor, it counts).
There's so many that my brain is trying to draw comparisons. I guess Riot Women has the lowest stakes, but it's probably the best of the bunch precisely because of that.
Several have great setups but don't quite stick the landing, The Girlfriend, as the most psychological thriller of the lot, is either the most egregious or the bravest in this regard.
The Assassin is sillier than Black Doves and Hostage, but also more fun. I wish there was a The Assassin poster that also had Gina Gershon on it.
Three with hapless sons.
Three with adoption subplots.
Three with that young police woman from Line of Duty (Alright I'm clutching at straws now).
Anyway I'm feeling very, very fed and there's more to come. I see that that Emma Thompson one started last week, which is difficult because my brain is still in a "let's watch Riot Women for the 6th time" space. And we've got that Gillian Anderson and Lena Headey western dropping in December.
Synopsis: After the shocking return of your boyfriend Will Ospreay at AEW Revolution, Will is a built like a whole different type of man that only reminded you were gonna be one of his girls tonight.
Rating: Mature
Warnings: smut, pet names (love, darling, sweetheart), use of the word “daddy” m! receiving, cum swallowing, unprotected p in v, Will manhandling the reader, dom elements, creampie MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!
Word Count: 2,210
Quick A/N: I was once @windhamsrotunda on here, since I haven’t written anything in almost 3 years an updated fanfic of Will Ospreay just had to be done. I don’t see a lot of fanfics of him on here anyway, but enjoy.
During the night of AEW Revolution, after your boyfriend Will had made his bone chilling return to come face to face with Jon Moxley and the death riders, you could tell that something in him has changed. He was no longer the man who made excuses to not continue fighting his battles. No longer that brittled down man who’s neck was broken, Will was built like a whole different type of man who would remind you that you were one of his girls.
You arrived at the hotel room in Los Angeles, the click of a hotel card was swiped smoothly against the rigid door handle, entering the room and shutting the door behind you. Dropping the luggage right at your feet, you waited patiently for him to meet you at your hotel room. The night was dragging as you stared down at your phone, only to send a quick text to Will.
‘’I’m here at the hotel. I will be patiently waiting for you.’’ The one text sent to him as soon as you hit the ‘’send’’ button on your message conversation. Shuttering your eyes closed momentarily, mental flashbacks ran wild through your flooded head, the flashbacks of how Will was always the sickly sweet one who’d gone out of his way to take his time to spread crimson red rose petals around all over the bedroom floor. Always followed by a lit up room filled with bright white candles, how he would make sure you were taken good care of.
Will was always known to be the gentle type. How his big soft hands framed your face so gently you felt safe with him everytime. The words ‘’love’’ and ‘’darling’’ drawn out from his thick British accent made you feel some different type of way, the way your rapid heart beat thudded right into your throat was something you couldn’t get right past. He was always the sickly sweet one.
A text messaged pinged faintly from your phone laying right next to you on the bed, which made you snap back into reality.
‘’I’m here, love.’’
After reading those words, suddenly, a knock erupted outside the hotel room door. You ran towards the door, opening it in one swift motion. The 6’1 British man dressed in a white t-shirt clinging to his body with black jeans perfectly fitted around his waist and a black jean jacket hugged onto his shoulders came face to face with you.
Will’s mesmorizing ocean blue eyes had gotten you in a trance, before you had the ability to coherent words of your own, he entered the very room to kick the door shut behind the space between the two of you and backed you against the stilled kings sized bed. Your heart beat fluttered rapidly, the sensation hitting right in the back of your throat, you were dazed as ever to see him so brand new.
‘’I am guessing you’ve missed me when I was out of action.’’ He spoke sternly, studying your ghostly white face.
‘’I really wasn’t expecting for you to answer and come here, Will. Considering it’s been 7 months since we’ve last saw each other.’’ You replied, your eyes fixated on his physical frame that was so unfamiliar to you.
Different freshly designed ink covered his whole right arm, the other covering his left forearm. His slick backed dark brown hair that was once with blonde curls no more. He was a whole different type of man you would have to deal with.
‘’But I am no longer that young British lad you came to fell in love with, darling.’’ His voice darkened, his large hand rose up to meet your flustered face.
His thick fingers grazed over your puffed out bottom lip, letting him take your sweetened scent all in. His raggid breath fell hot on your neck, a low chuckle came out of him. You stood motionless, a low moan escaped your lips when his lips came in contact onto your neck.
‘’I knew it,’’ he spoke again. ‘’I knew you would come apart so quickly just by seeing me as a whole new man, you’re so not used to seeing me like this, are you?’’
‘’N-no, Will.’’ You stammered. ‘’7 months just feels like forever ago.’’
Will smirked against your flushed neck, his wild gaze then met yours, those same exact blue orbs that gotten you in a trance, as if you felt like a dog running with his tail between his legs.
‘’Besides,’’ he began, ‘’You don’t know what you’re gonna get yourself into, love.’’
His hands were now suddenly roaming all over your attentive body. The touch that you didn’t have in over the course of 7 months became so familiar to you again, that you were obedient with his every touch on your body.
Without knowing what was next, he got you on your knees in front of him towards the bed. A hard hand came down on your softened face. You gasped softly, with his calloused hand wrapped completely around your jaw.
‘’You’re going to be a good girl for me, no matter what I tell you, you’re going to do it, understand?’’
‘’Yes sir.’’ You obliged, looking up at the much taller man towering over you.
‘’Good girl.’’
Wetness began to pool in between your legs, it wasn’t hard for Will to get you turned on so quickly. It was almost effortless in a way knowing you would always fall to be submissive for him.
You could hear the sound of him reaching for his belt to unfasten it. He threw the belt on the floor, undoing his pants next. You watched with anticipation, your brain began to go dumb as Will’s hard erection freed from his boxers.
A trail of drool began to form in the creases of your mouth, he guided your head close to his length, almost forgetting how big in size he was due to all the time away you spent from each other.
“Show me what that pretty little mouth of yours can do, don’t disappoint me.” his voice dripped in lust.
He grasped the back of your head tightly. You were going to be his “good girl” tonight, the room shared between you and Will had gotten more tense than ever.
You were on your knees in front of him, pre-cum leaked out of his pink tip. Your hand pumped his cock eagerly in a few long strokes, your flat tongue licked at his tip and swirled around it as a low groan erupted from the assassin. Taking him all in your mouth your glossy lips were sealed around him, hollowing out your cheeks.
His blue orbs were full blown in lust, pornographic moans erupted from his throat as you took him further down inch by inch. Softly gagging around him, he looked down at you as his large fingers were tangled in your disheveled hair.
“Such a good girl, y/n. Taking my cock so well.” Will groaned, getting off at the sight of you below him sucking him off.
His thick veiny shaft hit the back of your throat, your vision became blurry from tears filling up your eyes. Fucking your throat that squeezed around him so well, his cock twitching with ease. Your hands grasped each side of his thighs, his hands holding your head in place while he continued to relentlessly thrust down your throat.
Your eyes squeezed shut, you felt him stretch out your mouth as you lightly choked around him. A low guttural groan came out of him, feeling his cock spasm as his seed spilt down your throat.
You swallowed his seed, moaning lowly at the bitter salty taste of it. Kneeling down in front of him, breathless and all.
“Stand up, get on all fours.” He ordered.
You got yourself off the floor and crawled toward the top of the bed with your ass swaying in front. you felt his hands reach for your clothes tearing your shirt off followed by your pants. You were left in your bra and underwear, a devilish smirk appeared on his face as his hands went to unclasp your bra throwing it on the side of the floor along with your underwear being unhooked between your legs.
“So fucking beautiful. So vulnerable and ready for me.” He breathed, his hot breath now finding its way onto the back of your cold stoned neck.
His body weight climbed on top of you, bare and all for him his large hand slapped your ass groping it making you jolt. You let out a choked moan, Will wasn’t messing around when he said “you don’t what you’re going to get yourself into”.
He was right and he instantly knew how to get into your head. That shared bond between the two of you felt like it never faded.
His fingers dug into the flesh of your ass, positioning himself behind you and with all of his girth, he bottomed out deep inside of you. You threw your head back in bliss, breathy pants and moans escalated out of you as Will fucked you the way you deserved to be fucked, both your bodies moving together in sync.
“Who do you belong to, love?” He challenged, his cock pounded deep in your pussy, the heaviness of his balls slapping against your tight skin.
“Y-You Will.” You cried out, his free hand wrapped securely around the locks of your hair tugging your head back.
“Let the whole hotel know how good I’m fucking you, you love to be fucked dumb by daddy don’t you?” He remarked once more, breathy moans rumbling from his throat.
‘’Yes daddy,’’ you moaned, ‘‘’Only you can fuck me this good.’’
Each thrust of his hips made your brain go fuzzy, unable to coherent sentences of your own once again in that little trance he put you in the second the first time you saw him in 7 months moments ago, as if he had some type of inescapable spell on you. Your tightened walls began to convulse around him, overstimulating your poor cunt which made you go completely mindless.
The walls of the room drowned out in both of your moans and pants, white knuckles clutching the bedsheets and the sight of you taking backshot after backshot was like heaven’s sight to Will. Your face was buried against the mattress, his ragged moans got louder, your desperate bodies colliding together on the bed as he repeatedly hit your g-spot.
Your jaw went slack, you were in another world hypnotized by how good he felt inside you, stretching you so well while your thoughts raced in circles. Your body began to tremble, so cock drunk off of him that you forgot where you were.
His movements became sloppy, he brought your head up close to his face. His breath hitching through your ears, your body becoming sensitive by each hard thrust his hips had made and every sudden touch he came in contact on your prickled skin.
The mix of intoxicating sweat and sweet cologne filled your senses. You breathed in Will’s scent, his shaft splitting you right open.
“You look so pretty right now fucked out on my cock.” he groaned, “Only I can make you feel this way. Only I can make you cum, no one else.”
His words felt like a prayer. He knew in every way how to get you to surrender to him, and how you always felt so needy you’ve gotten everything you wanted from him every single time.
It never failed.
‘’You gonna be a good girl and come for me?’’ He growled, those words he spoke from behind you sent you near the edge knowing you were close to chasing your high.
Only your boyfriend can fuck you this good. And no one else.
‘’I’m getting close,’’ you rasped, your walls pulsating violently around him.
“Let go for me, sweetheart.”
The words Will spoke fell faint to your ears, your body stilled on the bed as your head dropped from his grasp. Your climax ran through your whole exhausted body like shock waves, he followed soon shortly after, ropes of his white seed painting your cervix.
He collapsed down next to you, your breathing unsteady. A warm hand framed your moonlit face followed by a soft kiss planted on your forehead.
“Hey,” he murmured. “You did so good for me.”
“And god did I miss your face or what?” You replied, earning a smile from Will.
“I missed you too, my lovely.”
His strong arms enveloped across your exhausted body. Both of your bodies were wrapped together tangled in the white bedsheets.
It felt good to have him back in your life again. And after all, you were only his to keep in the end.
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